Quote, 10/04/2010

ejmoore510(7)October 4, 2010

Fall, falling, fallen. That's the way the season

Changes its tense in the long-haired maples

That dot the road; the veiny hand-shaped leaves

Redden on their branches (in a fiery competition

With the final remaining cardinals) and then

Begin to sidle and float through the air, at last

Settling into colorful layers carpeting the ground.

At twilight the light, too, is layered in the trees

In a season of odd, dusky congruences‐a scarlet tanager

And the odor of burning leaves, a golden retriever

Loping down the center of a wide street and the sun

Setting behind smoke-filled trees in the distance,

A gap opening up in the treetops and a bruised cloud

Blamelessly filling the space with purples. Everything

Changes and moves in the split second between summer's

Sprawling past and winter's hard revision, one moment

Pulling out of the station according to schedule,

Another moment arriving on the next platform. It

Happens almost like clockwork: the leaves drift away

From their branches and gather slowly at our feet,

Sliding over our ankles, and the season begins moving

Around us even as its colorful weather moves us,

Even as it pulls us into its dusty, twilit pockets.

And every year there is a brief, startling moment

When we pause in the middle of a long walk home and

Suddenly feel something invisible and weightless

Touching our shoulders, sweeping down from the air:

It is the autumn wind pressing against our bodies;

It is the changing light of fall falling on us.


by Edward Hirsch

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This is just beautiful!

    Bookmark   October 4, 2010 at 9:45AM
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This is one of the most beautiful descriptions of fall that I have ever read. I had to reference Edward Hirsch to see what else he has written and then wondered why I had never heard of him since he is so well known. I guess it's because I don't read that much poetry. He has written a book called How to Read a Poem and Fall in Love with Poetry,and the whole thing is right online. I think I'll read it. Thanks EJ.

    Bookmark   October 4, 2010 at 9:50AM
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Now I have another reason to not do what was on today's agenda, got to look him up and his work.

    Bookmark   October 4, 2010 at 12:26PM
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What a lovely poem.

Words are so incredible; they can be touching, inspiring, beautiful--the list goes on and on. However, it's sad to know that when put together in a harsh way, they can be mean, nasty, ugly, etc. It all depends on the person doing the *putting together*.

Thanks, ej.

    Bookmark   October 4, 2010 at 2:31PM
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